Xia Yaxuan recalled the conversation with her son. No one came home last night. They were the only ones at home. She knew what her son's personality was. Her husband was not at home. He worked overtime last night and went back to his mistress's home to spend the night. It's not that she didn't know her husband was having an affair, but she didn't say anything or refute it in order to maintain the family.
When she got up in the morning, she went to the bathroom and found semen stains on her underwear. Although Zhao An handled it very well, there was still a lot of semen left in her uterus, and the semen that was not absorbed would continue to overflow.
So Xia Yaxuan's attitude towards Zhao An was very calm. She had no evidence. Now there was a high probability that Zhao An did it, and it was not impossible for her son, but the probability was too small.
Xia Yaxuan checked the surveillance in the building. This was something that any owner could investigate, and it was very free. One month, it would be overwritten by new storage content after one month.
She found that her son went out last night, and it was two hours later when he came back. During this time, only she and Zhao An were there. Thinking of what happened last night, Xia Yaxuan was 90% sure that Zhao An secretly fucked her while she was hungover. And he ejaculated inside her without putting on a condom, so she had to go find contraceptive pills. "This stinky boy!"
In class, Zhao An took out the previous exercises. These questions that had always troubled him in the past seemed to have a kind of hint that guided him to do what he wanted to do.
When he thought of this, Zhao An's smile became bolder.
The bell rang, and the sound of high heels came. This was the English teacher of Class 1. Her long legs were wrapped in jeans, and she was wearing a pair of simple round-toed high heels. The height of five centimeters did not look vulgar, but also set off her sexiness.
It was Teacher Liu Xuemei, who had just graduated and taught in the school for two years. She was young and energetic, and was the type that many boys liked.
Zhao An naturally liked this kind of young and fashionable female teacher, whether it was a young woman or a married woman, there were more advantages. What you get from a mature woman is satisfaction, and what you get from a young girl is conquest.
After a class, Zhao An basically didn't listen to the class. He was thinking about what he should do.
It was lunch time. After eating, Zhao An thought of a good idea. He must rise quickly. But it is difficult for a commoner to rise to the top in one step. Since it is impossible to rise to the top in one step, just take it slowly.
Through chatting with classmates, Zhao An knew that five was his lucky number. No matter which classmate, as long as he talked to him for five sentences, he would lock the other person's heart. As long as he wanted to listen, he could know the other person's inner secrets.
Take the notebook, Zhao An came to the principal's office at a brisk pace. There are two principals, one principal and two deputy principals.
"Hello, Principal Du, Zhao An from Class 1. I am going to write a column for composition. I will bother you for a few minutes. I just want to ask you five questions. I hope you can help me answer them." Zhao An said in a harmless manner. The identity of a student gave him a perfect cover.
Principal Du is a middle-aged man with a standard Mediterranean hairstyle. He looked down at his watch and said, "Okay, five minutes, at most five minutes. I have other things to do."
"Okay, the first question, is the principal's approach to early love among students mainly guidance or prohibition?" Zhao An took out his notebook and asked with a focused look.
Principal Du frowned, thinking that there was something to the question asked by this student. "Prohibition and guidance are two-pronged to be effective."
"I wonder if you focus on learning or cultivating interests and skills for students at this stage?" Zhao An continued to ask, and took up a pen to record.
"Ensure learning while cultivating interests." Principal Du's answer was also very simple.
"The third question, how long have you been engaged in education?" Zhao An's smile became brighter and brighter.
"Thirty-three years." Principal Du was a little impatient and looked down at his watch.
"Okay, the last question, do you feel happy, Principal Du?" Zhao An asked with a bright smile, and his goal was almost achieved.
"Haha, of course I'm happy." Principal Du laughed. He had money to embezzle and could use unspoken rules. What's wrong with that?
"Ding, get success."
Zhao An whispered, "Since that's the case, I wish you and the cleaning lady a happy marriage. Besides, I won't tell Uncle Qin about this, and it won't have any impact on your transfer."
The so-called Uncle Qin is just the head of the education department. People go to higher places and water flows to lower places. The principal has the opportunity to work in the department. He also began to strive for transfer to a higher-level school. Either way is a very good choice. But you must stand in line. If you don't stand in line, you will be kicked out and arrange your confidants to take the position.
Principal Du's eyes widened, "What is your relationship with Director Qin!"
"Haha, you don't need to know. My uncle will call you soon. Okay, that's it. Goodbye, principal." Zhao An has obtained all the information hidden by Principal Du. From now on, as long as he wants, he can know what the other party is thinking at any time.
"Oh, by the way, you didn't really think that no one knew about the kickbacks for the canteen expansion, canteen investment, and equipment purchases last time. Haha, you'd better take care of yourself." Zhao An revealed the principal's secret again. He was guilty of corruption and bribery, and had an affair with the cleaning lady. No matter which one, he would be in trouble.
"Wait, classmate, we can have lunch together." Principal Du said hurriedly, he was anxious.
"No need, principal, I just came to tell you. Okay, please ask for leave for me in the afternoon. Zhao An, Class 1, Grade 1." Zhao An waved his hand and left. He didn't need to study at all, but it was okay to come occasionally, because there were still many things to be discovered here, and the identity of the student